Feeling the march of the fury unleashedImpaling the soldiers of GodSmell of sulfur hot on the windLeft by the goatriders hordeThe thundering roar of the cloven hoofThe goatriders' horse descends with the stormI am eternal, I walk the nightI am the reaper of soulsCold iron blades, they cannot stop meWhere I am from no one knowsI am in commandImpervious to fire, impervious to steelMerciless vengeance dealt by their strikeTreachery stalking evil commandCloven hoofed steed I rideArmies of horns descend on the gatesHatred burns their eyesImpervious to fire, impervious to steelMerciless vengeance dealt by their strikeImpervious to fire, impervious to steelWalls of stone cannot stop themToo weak are the spells of oldAt the sound of their banshee cryThe hearts of all grow coldImpervious to fire, impervious to steelMerciless vengeance dealt by their strikeImpervious to fire, impervious to steelMerciless vengeance dealt by their strikeFueled by the fears of manTo slake the unquenchable thirstI'm in command, I'm in commandI'm in command, I'm in commandI'm in command, I'm in commandThe goatriders horde